georgia_luciana

He stopped moving and stood still, watching her sharply. He nodded slightly not saying anything. She realized she must look pathetic next to him. He wore an expensive suit which, though somewhat creased after two flights, still looked incredibly good on his lean, muscular frame. The juxtaposition between the suit and the tattoos that snaked down his hands and fingers and up his neck appealed to her. When she was a kid he used to dress rougher, more like she did now. In jeans, T-shirts and running shoes. Allie dressed down so her clients would feel more comfortable with her. She kept her hair long and free so she would seem more disarming. Now she felt like a tangled, dirty mess. Her shirt was torn and bloody where she'd been knifed.

Because You're Mine, Mine to Keep

Urban · Nikita Slater